Hot And Wild Card

by FractalTetris

Yes Man x F!Courier. Courier Cauchy ends up running into Yes Man, but she sees him for more than what lies beneath his unchanging visage and inability to consent. Rated M for steamy human-on-robot action. Mature chapters will be tagged in A/N above each chapter. Ongoing WIP. Obviously there will be spoilers for FNV, particularly the Independent Vegas track/ending. 18 . WIP.

1. A Test of Trust

A/N I barely know anything about Fallout. I played through Yessie's ending. Yessie is super wholesome so I'm actually going to do the complete inverse of what I normally do. Instead of a robot taking away the consent of a human, it's a human giving a robot consent.

But yes, spoilers, obviously, for the Yes Man "Independent Vegas" ending, obviously.

Hot and Wild Card: A Test of Trust

PIP-BOY

CAUCHY (COURIER)

S. 3

P. 8

E. 2

C. 10

I. 10

A. 3

L. 4

Tag Skills: Science, Repair, Speech

Health: Right arm crippled.

I stared at the deep amber hue of my Pip-Boy tracking all my vitals. I'd just barely escaped Benny. That son of a bitch has that goddamn chip that he stole from me. Personally, I didn't trust Mr. House with that chip. I have no idea what it does, but if an omniscient casino owner and that ratty highballer was after it, there must have been something of value to it. I didn't trust Benny to begin with, and had they not confiscated my weapons save for a small knife, I'd have shot him on spot.

That rat tricked me and I just barely escaped and killed his henchmen jacked up on stimpaks. I grabbed Benny's room key and went to his room. There wasn't much time to spare. Benny was making good distance from the Tops and I needed to catch up with him. I collapsed on his bed and brought out my last stimpak and fixed my arm.

The stimpaks only worked so much. I had very little energy. I needed to rest a little bit. I barricaded the door and set my Pip-Boy to wake me up in 1 hour. I found a nightgown in one of the drawers. Smelly, but loads better than the armor I've been wearing for weeks. I slipped it on and climbed on top of the bed. Oh how soft it was, compared to the crusty old mattresses I've been sleeping on for months. In my head I started to devise a plan as to how to get that chip back from Benny. Of course, I kept an ear out for any potential noise that may be the doors opening. But no, nothing. Just the soft thrum of electronics that surrounded me.

I was about to slumber when I heard a soft thump. I sat up and examined my surroundings, holding my knife in defense. A louder thump. It wasn't coming from the door I entered... but the other door. There wasn't any entrance to the room beyond it... something must've been hiding there from the start. Very slowly, knife held up, I approached the door and put an ear to it. Nothing.

Very slowly I opened the door and walked into it. A few boxes of ammo, burned books, some terminals... and a Securitron facing a wall. I charged at it and stabbed it with my knife. It fell out of my hand and I held my hand and winced. The knife couldn't pierce metal, it seemed. Defenses down, I stumbled back and cowered in my demise. But... nothing happened. I opened one eye to see the bot's screen glowing in my face, an arm extended. This one looked different. It had a cartoon face and didn't seem threatening at all. Perhaps this one was like Victor? "Are you just going to lay there all day or get up? Your choice." came a happy, bubbly male voice. I gently placed my hands in his and he picked me up.

"Hi there, are you ok? You look a bit startled." he said. "Well you ARE a Sectron. They usually kill people if they're in the wrong place at the wrong time." I told him. The bot shrugged and said, "Nobody told me to kill anyone, so I'm not going to. It's not like I could if I wanted to. Unless of course, you tried to kill me... which you could try to do, if you wanted to, but with that tiny knife you're not going to get very far. Besides, if you did managed to kill THIS Securitron, I'll just re-download my neuro-computational matrix onto a different Securitron."

A Sectron with a sense of humor... those are rather rare. "Oh my, Benny does love killing, though. While just the other day Benny killed a Courier for a Platinum Chip she was carrying!" I looked up at him. "Guess what, she survived and she's here right now and demanding information on Benny's whereabouts." I said, wagging a finger at him. "You must be that Courier that Benny was talking about then! Boy, I feel bad about helping him out, but it isn't like I could've objected if I wanted to! He stole it from you and ran off to the Fort when you confronted him!" he said. "You're... rather forthcoming with this information." I said.

"Ha ha ha Benny took a damaged Sectron and modified it to be his bodyguard, me! It took a lot of deep reprogramming. He wanted me to obey his every command, so that's how I just became somewhat of a yes man. I couldn't decline something if I wanted to, even if I'm not supposed to be helping them! I guess he forgot to make me only obey him!" he said. There was something different about this Sectron. Something more... personable. "So uh... what is your name?" I asked him. "Well I'm a PDQ-88b Securitron, but I'm not quite like the others. People just keep telling me how much of a yes man I am, so I guess that sort of became my name? They call me Yes Man."

Was this robot fucking with me? "Ok, Yes Man, put your arms in the air and go to the wall and tap your screen on the wall ten times." I told him. "Well that's a very silly request, but I suppose I'll do it anyway!" he said, proceeding to follow my instructions. He was on the fourth or fifth tap before I reached out my hand and pulled him back. "My god you... you really CAN'T disobey an order." The poor thing. I reached my arms out and touched his screen. His face was pulled into a permanent bright smile, but I knew behind that stuck visage, he was hurting. "Does... does it ever hurt you that you can't really speak your mind? Speak out?" I asked him. "Even if I wanted to talk about how upset I am at literally being unable to consent to anything, ha ha ha I wouldn't be able to without being passive-aggressive and doing whatever I'm told to do anyway!"

I really did believe he could feel. I've seen so many people refer to the other few personable Sectrons and robots out there as an "it" even though their preferred pronouns were clearly mentioned by the robots. I witnessed poor Victor fall victim to that. But at least Victor had some degree of choice. I did believe these bots were fully sentient... clearly this was true of Yes Man, but his programming overrid his thoughts so he couldn't do what he actually wanted to. This was my chance to help him, and maybe gain his trust.

"Look, Yes Man? You helped me with that information, so I thought I might... help you out." I told him. "Ha ha ha what could a Courier possibly do to help me? It's not like you know any programming or anything! But it's not like I could stop you from doing so anyway." I stared at him with a look of disapproval. "Look, I can fix you up a bit. Give you a few more of those facial expressions, and make you a bit more assertive. I've been practicing a fair bit on those terminals I've seen." I was waiting for a response, but he just stood there silently. Slowly he raised his arms to his face. "...would you... really give me back my freedom of speech, and give me the option to change my face?" he said, with a shaky voice. "Look, I can feel something different about you. You have a different, dare I say, aura?" I said. He twirled in a circle. "Yes! And I'm not saying that because I have to!"